When I was ready I took my clothes off and tied the end of the rope around my balls and then got into the water.
As I started to make my way out I tripped over a branch and fell and in doing so I dropped the key, not to mention almost pulling my balls off with the chain.
I realized that there was absolutely no point in trying to look for the key because the more I disturbed the sand in the area the last chance I would have of finding it, so I ended up spending the night curled up on the sand under the trees on the beach with my balls still chained to my feet.

From as early as Ophelia could remember she felt like she didn’t belong.
Ophelia thought they looked like two twinkling stars.
Ophelia remembered going inside the house that day and seeing her mother disheveled and out of breath.
Ophelia looked down and gasped as she saw the purple head of the man’s cock part her labia.
She gave the hard object a tug and immediately felt an intense shiver through her body like a jolt of high voltage electricity.
A thick, shapely woman with curly red hair, clad completely in red leather stood next to him holding a long wooden rod.
Catching her breath, she hugged her pillow as she thought about the look the man in her dream had given her.

The weight was about 3 feet away from my hand and if I swung myself over I could just reach the rope but the pull on my balls was almost more than I could take.
Once I had the wood there I would then tie myself up usually with my hands and feet spread eagle in the trees and my balls stretched out in front of me.
I would then pull the bucket and the hose part way up the tree, then take the rope and tie it around my balls.
This one time I managed to reach up and take hold of the rope that ran from the pail to my balls and was able to pull the bucket back up the tree.

This made it easier to pull out his hard cock and hold it in my hands before looking up at him and asking, "May I suck you, Sir?"
I got him as deep as I could and felt a hand on the back of my head pushing me forward, taking more of him in.
Surrounded by them, they took me in their hands and began masturbating me, telling me what a good little sissy I am and that I know well how to please them.
He removed the weights from me and massaged my balls, feeling how tight they were, while she put the index finger from her left hand in my mouth, allowing me to suckle it while they brought me to orgasm.

This time as I pulled myself up and down the tree I could watch what was happening with my cock and balls.
I was able to hold the tree and pull myself up so I was not hanging with all my weight on my cock and balls.
Then I proceeded to climb down the tree until the rope just started to pull on my balls.
The rope of course stopped me from falling all the way down the tree but left me hanging by my balls.
Every time I took a step the rope pulled on my balls that were now so tender that the pain was unbearable.

The phone rang and Beatrice answered as Stuart turned away and headed out the door.
The metal on-metal click of heels on the marble floor made him want to bolt from the store and never return. As she got closer he saw taught hips that sat atop long muscular legs; Runner’s legs he surmised.
Her arm then turned the ‘open’ sign around to read ‘closed’ Stuart stared at the woman unable to move.
Stuart, his head bowed looked up with his eyes.
The slow deep breaths he took seemed to separate him from his body and he felt like he was floating above it.
He could feel the broad smile on his face and his mind was filled with thoughts of what had happened.

I leave your nipples and cock alone for now and get to work on your ass.
I scrape my finger nails up your inner thighs and grab your cock and balls tightly.
I work my finger tip slowly across your ass hole.
You love when I fuck with your ass like this.
Yes, Miss fuck my ass please.'
I keep one hand wrapped around the base of your cock and use my teeth to pull your nipple.
I continue stroking your cock as you begin licking my wet pussy good.
Your tongue flicking my clit then sucking, wanting my juices.
I rub our juices on your face and carefully pull the vibe out of your ass and before I untie you I ask you, 'Did you like that?

Burt, Cindy, Cliff and Kimberly, on the other hand, made their way to the stage, their hearts beating hard in their chests, and sat down on the chairs.
I therefore suggest an alternative punishment - 25 cane strokes on Mr. Jackson’s erect penis.” Cheering from the audience.
Unfortunately, as the other three punishees had been turned around, so as to avoid that any more than their backs could be seen on any footage of Kimberley, Cliff had been facing the huge screen showing Kimberley’s ordeal in supersize and HD, so that even though bruised and beaten, his penis had developed an erection again.

Each strand of twenty knots is merely a series of half hitches, tied in such a manner that at its bottom are two loops of rope, one to be padlocked to my left wrist cuff and the other to my right.
I’d be faced with the awful choice of whether to abandon my principles and just untie the knots or to pull the switch cord and fry like the slut that I am.
I continued looking at the woman on the screen, while ever-so-gently running my fingers up and down the length of my cock, striving to reach maximum hardness without pushing myself over the edge.
Normally I’d run the switch cord upward from the shocker, pass it through the ring in the ceiling and let the end dangle within easy reach of my bound hands.

His rock hard fully engorged 10" cock bounces in front of him as he removes his finger from inside my cheeks, wipes it up the back of my balls and moves to select a paddle from the wall of spanking and whipping tools.
I'd been seeing him for only a couple of weeks when he pulled the condom from his hard on, the condom I insisted he use for both fucking me and using my mouth, and took the belt from his pants and doubled it up and just whipped me.
Then five more times fast, the last hits my balls so hard I feel like I will pass out.

"Yes, that's right, your cock is surrounded by spikes as well, so you'd better try not to get too horny unless you like the feeling."
She controlled when I was allowed to orgasm, and all the time I wasn't, my cock was kept not only trapped inside a cast around my groin, but also trapped inside a ring of spikes which ensured that if I ever tried to get hard, the pain caused by the spikes would quickly take my mind off whatever was turning me on.
I could see a look of tension and anxiety on her face as the doctor revealed all the hardware she had added inside the cast, but her hand seemed to have absent-mindedly moved down to her crotch, where it was gently rubbing her.

"Yes, he's the power house of the team, and we make him work hard, but feed him well, don't we Trooper," said Chris, tilting the pony's chin with his hand and provoking snorts of suppressed rage from the helpless animal which was attempting to glance warily downwards, trying to track the crop Chris held.
We were still deep in discussion when I heard a couple of sharp cracks from the direction of the barn and then a series of shouts of "Yah!, Yah!" There was jingle of harness growing louder by the second and a metallic rattle and the four ponies appeared beyond the garden wall pulling the larger of the two carts I'd seen, with Chris standing on the frame, a long thin carriage whip in one hand and the reins in the other.

I turn over quickly and lay there with my hands by my sides, feeling myself tremble with anticipation as my Mistress slowly gets onto the bed and straddles me.
I feel the pressure of orgasm building low down in my body but, just when I think I must disgrace myself, my Mistress removes her hand.
Venus quickly slides off the bed and turns on me with a look of anger on her face, “You know the rules: you do not touch your mistress without permission.”
I feel my orgasm starting to build low in my stomach as my mistress continues to tease me with her hand and words.

"Remember, you can continue to address me as Mrs. B or Mother Baxter when you are not being punished." she added.
So, I told Jodi I wanted to host a party as part of your punishment.
"As punishment, Jodi and I will give you a spanking with the hairbrush followed by a strapping and finally a paddling." Mrs. B announced.
Jodi explained the situation and the fact that her mother was going to train and punish Jim for a week beginning next Saturday.
In fact, you will beg to submit to any woman you meet for the duration of your punishment." Mrs. B said.
When I recovered I told Jodi that I didn't think I could go through with being punished by her mother.

John sat up and tried to pull the blanket back over his hard cock.
Serena pulled down on the blanket and caressed John's hand softly with hers.
She took his hard cock in her hand and John all but melted.
She took her hand off his cock for a moment and reached to the floor and produced a thin piece of rope.
John felt the tightness and pressure of his balls growing and he wanted some relief but he didn't want to come off as a pussy with Serena so he didn't say or do anything about it.
John started to speak when Serena slapped him across his mouth hard.

It was an all-girl school and the environment was very restrictive: Karen used to refer to the discipline there as âthe porcupine girdle.â Now for some reason Karen had a long-standing feud with a classmate named Mary Tucker.
Hereâs what I want,â said Mary.
âBut if you give me trouble Iâll rub your tip until you bite through that ball gag!â She grabbed my cock and drove it hard towards the mattress again; hell, doesnât she know it doesnât bend that way?
âNo kidding she came here,â I said, âmany times over.
âShe said she came here to rape me,â I started.

During the many sessions of keeping me on the brink of orgasm I saw Maggie come to life fully, she seemed to get a huge kick out of making me throb fiercely and yet not take me over the edge...initially this was done by smacking me in the nuts as the ladies thought I was about to blow, then as they got to know my limits it was done merely by slowing or stopping the stroking or sucking.
Mind you, when I started to finger G-spot after a series of orgasms and got her to the point of squirting this freaked her out even more...especially when towards the end of a lengthy session I'd be able to lick her G-spot since her pussy had swollen and protruded sooo much that my tongue could just lick her G-spot...and then her gushing in my face wouldn't deter me in any way at all...

The succubus had to find a balance between how much the man could handle drinking at once and the bare minimum amount of piss she wanted in his mouth at any given time.
There wasn't going to be any leaking with the airtight gag in his mouth, which meant it was going to stay there until the man started drinking.
The succubus pressed it against the man's leg, angling it so that he could feel it from the base to the tip.
"That," she whispered into the microphone, "is what I'm going to use to fuck you in the ass." She rubbed it against his skin so he could feel the hard lumps molded into the rubber.

Carol told her Slave to lick her clit, and then told Kevin to fuck her hard, but not to come without asking for her permission, which is standard in her bedroom.
Kevin knelt beside her, one knee on the bed his other foot on the carpet, his index and middle fingers of his right hand rubbing her clit methodically but with only light pressure, heightening her pleasure but ensuring her climax rose slowly and surely, building and building, making it difficult for her to breathe, her body wracked by wave upon wave of pleasure from fingers and of course her Slave's hot wet tongue.
Kevin continued to lick her clit while looking at her fuck hole, dilated and hot and sticky, he could smell her cunt juice and his cum, and as soon as Carol had composed herself she sat up, moving slightly forward, positioning her cunt directly over his Slut mouth.

Jimmy came into Aunt Polly's kitchen to find a plate of homemade chocolate chip cookies and a big glass of milk waiting for him.
With her right hand she grabbed his shoulder and bent him forward and with the left she reached into the back of his pants and fished around until she found the waistband of the underwear he was wearing and pulled it up to expose the stretchy pink material of a pair of very lacy panties.
He was unaware of how long it took to peak and how long the near unbearable pain went on but somewhere along the line Aunt Polly kept her word and removed his panties and shoved them in his mouth.

Julie and Jacob had talked about moving in together, but he was the one on the lease for the apartment he shared with his two roommates and there was still six months to go.
She asked Jacob to come too, but he could not get the time off work.
So, Julie went to London and Jacob stayed at home.
Jacob had just stayed home the last weekend even though his roommates had gone out clubbing and had the usual great time.
Shortly after that 'moment', she was gone, the club was closing and Jacob went home alone.
Jacob missed Julie.
The redhead led Jacob down the hallway and into the women's restroom.

Tell Fred what a good blowjob you give for being such a pitiful piece of a man." She grabbed and pinched my nipple to pull me over and down on my knees where the man was sitting, but the woman still had hold of my balls and she clenched tighter and stretched my scrotum and then let go as Mistress kept pulling me over.
While they were getting set the way she liked them, before she changed the position, she grabbed my scrotum and started neatly wrapping a small chord around my balls, starting at the base of my penis and wrapping downward, crowding my testicles into a bulging pouch that stretched my skin to the point of the hair follicles looking like little bumps.

I start getting items together, the 10 large wooden clothes pegs for my body zipper and the 6 small black plastic ones for my balls and the string to attach them, the clover clamps of course, spreader bar and cuffs, police handcuffs, cock straps and rope and then the face mask and spider gag harness.
The next what seems like an hour but probably 20 minutes I spend slowly moving between positions, sometime with my legs well apart but with a painful pull on the nipples and other times stretching my body out to ease the pressure on the clamps but squeezing my balls and making them hurt with the pinch of the pegs.

I really wanted to top her this time because I just couldn't get it off my mind the time I had her tied up all night with her face buried in my cock.
She started things off by grabbing my wrists while we were kissing and soon found ourselves in a bit of a struggle trying not to end up on bottom when we fell onto the bed.
There I was with my face now buried deep in her ass and she said softly kiss it.
I was crying out in pain and I knew there was only one thing that would stop this assault and that was to start kissing her ass.
Now humping my face she again grabbed my balls and said "kiss".